Port of Poseidonia: the Lesbians Villainess Dagger [Memories of Ais
Let us not all believe Atlantis and the underworld with its demonic forces did not have its secrets, and dark powers beyond, for it surely did. And this sketch will bring forth, some of them.(Part X)
1 Relationships
Tame, she wasntthought Ais.
Remember the scribe Anases? Well his wife, Alexandria was a lover to General Marcus wife Juliana; a somewhat conflicting if not bewildering love circle of sorts, except the men didnt know, or at least Anases didnt know of the ongoing affair, and if the General knew, he was silent about it, and was mostly absent [gone for the most part.
A pulse in her temple throbbed sickeningly as if in a daze, pacing about the landscape of the watery grave of Atlantis, remembering the many battles Atlantis had in the Mediterranean: its island and coastal areas. For years the Atlantians had beaten the crumbling walls of the Greek cities to submission. O h, yes, they held out long, but not long enough. Egypt fell early on during its history with Atlantis and Crete was an outpost, sort of you could say, during this time.
In those far off days there were many traitors in the cities, some with sinister anticipations, and others in despairing fears. The General, General Marcus a hairy muscular bruit of a man with broad-shoulders, big headed man, with a dervish temper, was in Africa doing what he liked best, did best, loved to do: the kill, the hunt, for in many a warrior, it becomes a high, and at times hard to settle the internal mood for blood drown. He was like a wild saber-tooth tiger, as his wife was quite the opposite, yet Alexandria was more toward his style [Anases wife, funny how opposites attack. But it was similar to how they all met: Alexandria being attracted to Anases whom was more sedate, was obviously attracted to Juliana, and had made her move early on after their first meeting. And Juliana being at tracted to Marcus was subdued by Alexandria, as she was by Marcus [with a little blackmail possibly. In both cases of Anases and Juliana, one might say they were if anything: passive-dependent. And through many of such meetings, between husbands and wives, a love affair came about with Alexandra and Juliana. What was it that made them stay to gather: Juliana had once said?
My insides play games when Im with Alexandria; sometimes she takes my hand, only my hand for a very long time, yes, for a long time we remain silent, then something creeps inside of me, it starts out to be a feeling deep down inside I cant shake; sometimes my hands tremble. It is what men do not understand, the soft voice of a woman, with a caress, a kind of sincerity too. We get each other in a more subtle way. It last longer you know. It takes longer to understand also. There is something colorless, white and fine about it. Possibly it is something like: Ive longed for this.
But Alexandra was changing, what seemed to be love, was lust, a Satanic kind of lust, a lust that craved like a bull, a lust that took at will, and a hunger for something even more stimulating each time, like a drunk caught in a never ending cycle.
2 Eco
It was one summers day in the Port of Poseidonia when Ais was walking with two Royal Archeguards, one, the Captain of the Guards, by the name of Eco, passed a flat-roofed house with barred windows, as he was always a step ahead of the Queen on her right-hand-side, just a foot ahead, no more no less, to insure no harm would befall her. There, from the alley came another scream, a female screamhigh pitched. The sound that cried was not for help, but out of pain, out of panic, for she had twisted that kind of scream herself, the queen told herself; so it was unsuccessfully familiar, she had produced such a scream twice in the past, once because of the king, and the second time because of the long ordeal with Aon [love making or so that was what it reminded her of: both times selfish love, love that demanded of her, not with her.
As they approached, came to the door the screams were seeping out of them like flies whizzing around in circles: Eco opened the front door, and the queen followed him in, as the other guard followed behind, sword in hand. The Queen blinked her eyes several times to adjust to the comparative darkness. Now she could hear a struggle beyond the curtain divider where a bed was, a portion of it was visible. Light through the window behind the bed illuminated the area from the darkened hall.
There lay on the bed a young Ethiopian woman, at closer view it was Juliana, the wife of General Marcus, and on top of her was Alexandra, the wife of Anases, whom had a dagger in her hand. Alexandra was of a burnished bronze skin and Juliana was of a dark silk like skin; Juliana several years younger than Alexandra. The black girls face was wet with angry sweat, and tears; the Egyptian dagger but inches away from her throat.
The Villainess
The victim, to be, her clothing had been torn off, exposing her fully, as Alexandra had her wrap opened, exposing her upper portion of her body. At that moment, Ais commanded Umbert, the second royal guard, to grip the womans hand and stop the violence, and thus do with her as he pleased, which was really, to get rid of her, once and for all. At that point the dagger dropped out of her hands, as Umbert escorted her out of the house by the hair, and threw her in the street, telling her never to be seen again in the city, for she was an embarrassment to the Royal Family.
The black girl tried to put her torn clothing back on, unspeaking, yet devouring everybody with her dark deep eyes. There was an innocent charm about her no doubt, thought the queen, a young bride at seventeen to the crude and gruesome general, General Marcus, whom was three times her age. She had never told her husband of her affair with Alexandra, nor had Alexandria told Anases [all secrets within the love circle; as the queen had never told her husband of her lustful affair with the nymph, Aon.
It was told to the queen later on (some months after this event took place) that Alexandria had run off with a Hippokamp, in fear shed be killed, or starve to death on her own in the city, but the queen knew it wasnt Aon, or hoped it wasnt for some hidden jealous reason. Its funny, we dont want to leave our nest, nor do we want anyone other than us, in our old nests, those we left far behind that is.
3 Juliana
Whowho are you? asked Juliana looking up from the bed meeting the Queens eyes directly, with her squeaky high pitched voice, young tearful voice, as if trying to get out of a trance.
Ais, Queen of Atlantis, she replied with a majestic countenance.
I was, wasAlexandrias lover, as you could see, and she, she became lost in some kind of spell. She has whipped me and oth er things and I think she became desensitized and the next level of lustfulness was beyond sex, rather watching me die.
She didnt know the word, but what she was trying to say, and what she really didnt need to say was she became desensitized to simple love making and its other highs; that is to say, she needed a higher high. She needed to be drugged.
Ah, but even the Queen was taken in a bit back by her silk firm and tight body, youthful body with its curves, as if she had taken care of herself royally to achieve what every lover desired, male or female. As she had to turn about to examine her, she noticed lacerates that seemed to be made by long finger nails; then the examine stopped and Juliana involuntarily fell to her knees by the Queen, touching her legs saying:
Oh, please forgive me for such foolishness, for I have enticed her in the beginning, I just didnt think it would go this far; lust has its cravings does it not.
She then ordered lotion for her, and Eco went to get it while the other Umbert stood guard by the door; the Queen then covered her up gently, slowly, putting the covers with her fingers over her fatigued body as if they were feathers, soothing her wounds.
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Author:: Dennis Siluk
Keywords:: Short Story
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